A few days ago, my little girl had to get an "appliance" in her mouth. It has been horrible every night. I have to insert a key into this contraption in the roof of her mouth, and twist a key. It in turn, pushes her upper jaw out - widening her palatte. It seems painful, and she sobs everytime. It breaks my heart - like way deep down it breaks it. Shaun was so good at that kinda of stuff. He was a consoler. He could yank teeth, take them for shots, pull out splinters, cleaned scraped knees - and he would have them laughing their heads off in no time. I don't know how he did that.
There are times, we it hits me more than others, the level that I miss him. I miss him all the time - but there are times I can almost taste the level of lonliness without him. When I feel like if he was doing this, it would be better. He would make it better for all of us. She has been so weepy lately. I think it's just now catching up with her, exactly what happened and that he isn't coming home again. And boy, that's hard. I know it is. So pray for my little girl tonight. For her teeth, but more importantly, her heart. And pray for me - that God gives me the words to say to her - to ease her troubled little heart.
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